ПОРЕКОМЕНДОВАТЬ ЭТОТ ОТЕЛЬ ДЛЯ ОТДЫХА – Я ВАМ НЕ МОГУ !!! RECOMMEND THIS HOTEL FOR A HOLIDAY - I CAN'T !!!

“How I spent a week in Turkey, Marmaris, San Princess Hotel, from 08/30/2013 to 09/06/2013. ”
For a long time I dreamed of having a rest abroad with my wife, but somehow it didn’t work out, then one thing, then another, then I broke my leg just before the vacation, and now the dream came true ... Through the travel agency "Anex Tour" they snatched a "burning" ticket to Turkey, Marmaris, hotel «San Princess» 3*. We quickly found this hotel via the Internet, looked at the photos - everything is green, its own pool with a bar, beauty, next to the sea, "all inclusive", etc. We looked at the reviews - not everyone praises, but it never happens that everyone liked everything. In general, we packed our things, the child, and rushed off to rest ...
Departure from Donetsk to Dalaman at 6.20. We agreed with a friend to take him to the airport. We arrived, checked in, checked in the bag and waited for the flight. But the weather decided to give us a "surprise" in the form of rain with a thunderstorm, which is why the flight was delayed by about 40 minutes.

But our pilots did not care, they took off as if nothing had happened, gained altitude and go! ! ! At 9.00 we are in Dalaman. Hooray! ! ! Passed through passport control, took the bag and went straight to the exit. The weather is nice, warm and sunny, no rain and no smell. At the exit, they are met by two representatives of the Anex Tour and escorted to the bus, the double-decker Mars. The bus is brand new, clean, well-groomed, the driver is in a white shirt. I take my hat off to the skill of the drivers of these buses! ! ! How can you drive such a giant on wheels along a serpentine at a speed of 90 km / h, manage to turn around and stretch with oncoming cars and buses on narrow city streets - I can’t imagine ! ! ! By the way, Turkish road workers, as the generation of my 12-year-old son says - respect and respect !! !
Roads are everywhere, both in the city and outside the city, and in the most seedy villages - like a string, not a single dimple, there are no traces of “patching” anywhere, the markings are fresh everywhere, and on the slopes of the serpentine there is also a cast transverse one every 10 meters, a bus it shakes slightly so that the driver, God forbid, does not fall asleep and does not dive into the abyss, the roadsides are fenced with chippers, on the other hand - from crumbling stones - stone and concrete wall-fences. If only we could disperse our domestic Avtodor with its parasites who never have enough money for normal road repairs (we need to steal less, good gentlemen), and hire Turkish Avtodor workers ! ! ! I think it would be cheaper (than to maintain a cohort of your parasites) and the roads would finally be in Ukraine, and not directions. But I digressed (it just hurt, I got tired, at least three times a year I sort out the hodovka on my “swallow”), let's return to the sinful earth ...
We drive up to the hotel, we see in the greenery seen on the Internet a myriad of gobies, plastic cups and other garbage that no one is in a hurry to clean up, we enter, contact the reception desk, and wait for the settlement. We are waiting for 40 minutes, but for now we are looking at the foyer of this hotel - shabby sofas, armchairs, and two coffee tables filled with coffee, and it’s still not clear what, on the floor there are two rugs measuring a meter and a half, the state is killed in the trash and their place in the garbage, judging by Looks like a dozen years already! We remind ourselves again - wait, the rooms are being cleaned after the previous tenants have evicted, - we wait another 30 minutes, we remind ourselves again, and ask you to speed up the process, - in another 15 minutes we finally get the keys to the family room. I am immediately interested in how you can rent a safe in the room so as not to carry money and documents with return tickets. Yes, no problem, they answer, $ 4 per day is all fun, how much are you? seven days? From you 36 $!! !
Although I didn’t get enough sleep, and I’m a little tired, and I studied mathematics at school for a long time, but I realize that 4 times 7 = 28, but not 36, which I inform the sweetly smiling aunt at the reception. The smile begins to slowly fade away, and with the words sorry, tired, the aunt admits that yes, yes, we are owed 28 American rubles, not 36. Having handed over $ 30 to Mademoiselle, who stopped smiling (for some reason, change was not found, they gave it two days later, after reminders ), we pick up the keys, and on the elevator, in which it would not hurt to change the “carpet” (or at least just vacuum it), we go up to the third floor, room “318”, overlooking the hotel pool and bar. We enter and what do we see? And the cleaning in the room did not smell, except that the bed was clean.

On the carpeted floor, which I wouldn’t even put under the car during repairs (well, it’s very worn, burned with cigarettes, and dirty) there are traces of garbage, chips, water-based paint that has fallen off the walls and ceiling, shavings from a cosmetic pencil, in the drain hole the shower cabins are tight on the hair, the lock on the front door is like a latch on the toilet, it enters the gap of 2-3 millimeters, push lightly, the door will open (you had to constantly check whether the door was closed or not), in general, there are more than enough impressions. But there is light, water and beds, there is even a conder in working order, and this is already something, and even the hair dryer in the bathroom works! ! ! In the room, in addition to the beds, there is a three-leaf wardrobe (like my grandmother's), in which ALREADY THREE TRAMPELS hang! ! ! Have you ever tried to place the clothes of a family of three (we didn’t take a lot of clothes, but still! ), on 3 trempels?! ! ! Try!! !
The TV in the room is a separate issue - on my ancient computer, the monitor is 2 times larger than the screen of this TV, it shows 14 channels, 4 of them are Russian - 2 are music and 2 are ordinary (one is without sound), and one is Ukrainian (well, of course , as you guessed, this is the Verkhovna Rada channel, very informative! ! ! ). The rest are in Turkish. On the wall under the TV there is a mirror and a dressing table with an ottoman. All the furniture, including the headboards, and even the doors, are painted a muddy swamp green. The balcony in the room is simply gorgeous (1.5 by 1.20, on which there are two plastic chairs, not an attic in Roman Abramovich's villa, but you can go out to smoke). The shower cubicle is also something! Size 80 by 80 cm at a height of 2.05 (imagine how it was convenient for me to wash myself, with a height of 1.98 ! ! ! But this is not the main thing: the depth of the pallet is about 3-4 centimeters, it is fenced off from the rest of the bathroom with a plastic curtain, which does not reach the floor by 20-25 cm!! ! And where do all the splashes go?!! !
Of course, on the floor of the bathroom! And I still puzzled about the purpose of the second drain hole on the floor of the bathroom ! ! ! Why is it! ! ! And now the most interesting thing - how to wipe the water from the floor, covered with tiles from the time of the king-peas ? ! Regarding the floor rag at the reception, they could not answer anything intelligible, they say they will clean the room in the morning, they will wipe everything, but the question is, how can you get to the toilet on wet tiles, which is right next to the shower cabin and not kill yourself?! ! ! Yes, and with a cane-crutch, on which I slowly walk around after a broken leg?! ! ! Well, okay, we are not proud, we take out of the bag a rag-napkin taken for every firefighter to wipe window panes, and the issue is resolved! But after wiping the floors and drying it on the balcony, we clean the rag away so that it is not “tidy up” in the trash during the morning “cleaning” of the room. Worried for nothing! ! ! In a week, the garbage from the bucket was removed only twice!
Most of all, I admired the size of this bucket - if you put an empty glass bottle of beer with a capacity of 0.5 liters (1.5 liter from a mineral water does not fit in height), and shake the ashtray there a couple of times, then lay down the used toilet paper already there will be nowhere! For this reason, beer bottles are neatly placed near the bucket, and after the madam cleaning the room “fundamentally does not notice” them, they are put out in the corridor.

Well, okay, let's not talk about sad things, in general we settled in, changed clothes, and went to the sea ! ! ! But as it turned out, there are also difficulties here! The hotel does not have its own section of the beach ! ! ! The only "free area" is the so-called beach volleyball court, marked with a ribbon across the sand and divided in the middle by a volleyball net.
But this area is already densely “populated” even without us, besides, I would not dare to call it clean sea sand, this dirty gray mess of dust, small pebbles, and gobies with cans of beer and energy drinks. You can, of course, take a minibus-dolmush to the center for two Turkish lira (this is $ 1) from the bow (the trip takes 5-7 minutes), and lie there on the public beach (which is also not very different from the section described above), but in the first place it is hot, in the second place it is far from the hotel, and we, as I have already mentioned, are “slightly tired”.
We made it easier - we walked a little further, in the area of ​ ​ u200bu200bthe Paza Beach hotel, we found a section of the beach with sun loungers and umbrellas, talked with the "curator" of this site (the issue was resolved by the banal purchase of 2 bottles of beer and one "Cola" in the cafe indicated by the cute native (he also brought drinks so that we would not strain), and we are already “legal”, although temporary (until the evening) happy owners of three sunbeds with mattresses, under umbrellas, a plastic stool (to put drinks, or fold clothes), and a clay pot for gobies and garbage - civilized!! ! , and all this is near the sea itself, so as not to go far! ! ! warm, and we don’t need anything else !! !
In general, after swimming from the heart, and a little hungry, we decide to return to the hotel and visit its restaurant, where, as already mentioned, everything is included! We arrive, change clothes, go down to the first floor and ... we see the usual canteen of the Sputnik pioneer camp (in which the tables in the dining room were much cleaner, and the food was decent), consisting of a covered room in which there is a distribution of hot dishes and a buffet , and two more open - such as a large gazebo with a "stunning" view of the rear of the neighboring hotel and garbage cans without lids, standing on the road between our two hotels, at a distance of about 4-5 meters from the railing of our "arbor" (smell and flies respectively present).

The tables are covered with soiled dirty blue tablecloths (the day before we left they were replaced with “new” yellow ones, but in the same deplorable condition), all stained, burned through repeatedly by cigarettes and clearly long in need of replacement, or at least washing . We consider the “extensive” menu (which did not change during the entire week of rest): rice, pasta, french fries, incomprehensible soy patties (the size of a matchbox, or even less), and an unclear slurry proudly named mashed soup (did not dare to try ), - this is all at the distribution, superimposed by turners, on whose heads there are no white "caps" at all, but in cellophane gloves - and what do you want, hygiene comes first!
On the "buffet" - all sorts of salads from cabbage, cucumbers and tomatoes, blue ones and zucchini, all this is thickly covered with mayonnaise, an abundance of greenery - dill and parsley, some oblong thin pickled peppers (spicy - horror), beans, well, in Basically everything! The only thing that I liked was the little blue ones and zucchini - deliciously cooked. But all the dishes are not at all salty, but there is a problem with salt on the tables - I had to look out for at least something in saltyanka on which of the tables, and make an “exchange”. From fruits - only watermelon was present all week, and even that was not very ripe, there were no melons, pears, and other representatives of the sweet flora (this is in a country with a hot climate, where 2-3 crops are harvested a year! ! ! ) Bread in the form of a sliced ​ ​ loaf is very tasty, but often it was “slightly” dried up, and while eating it, there was an amazing crunch in the dining room! ! ! Well, man is not fed up with bread alone!
From the meat for the whole week there were chicken wings twice (each wing is neatly cut into three parts - that would seem more, probably), and a day later "chicken" chops (some kind of incomprehensible semi-finished products), taste more reminiscent of soy. For breakfast there were boiled eggs, soy-chicken sausage and cheese (very tasty, by the way, reminiscent of our cheese), cut into pieces of different shapes and laid out on different plates, also probably to enhance the impression of a varied menu! By the way, what was not eaten for breakfast was served for lunch (for example, eggs were cut in half and poured with mayonnaise, sausage was fried and poured with ketchup). All this was served under the guise of fresh (and of course "a completely different dish"). What was not eaten for lunch was also remade - sausage was fried and added to salads, french fries were poured with ketchup and also mixed with something, and so on.
In general, non-waste production (as Comrade Lenin used to say - the economy should be economical !! ! ) There is still a lot to tell, but let's get back, as they say, to our sheep, that is, tourists. In general, we dined with what God sent, and went to rest.

After dinner, with my full approval, my son decided to explore the situation by the pool, and at the same time quench his thirst with the offered "free" drinks. Of the drinks, they were offered: beer - not a fountain (our draft will be better), but cold, which is already good in itself (poured into cups from which you can only drink coffee (well, this is so as not to stay in one place, move, run more often to the bar and did not let the bartender get bored); red and white wine - rare sourness (tastes like our "Aligote"), tried once; all sorts of cocktails - alcoholic and non-alcoholic, and whiskey of dubious quality (judging by the color and smell).
The rest of the bottles standing on the bar (by the way empty) - as the bartender explained - this is a collection! ! ! A collection of what - empty bottles? ! Or is it also to create the appearance of a rich choice?! ! ! Then the afternoon arrived, for which coffee and "sweet pastries" were offered, which were presented (as they were all the following week without changes), chocolate-colored biscuits (tasteless to disgrace) sprinkled with coconut crumbs, and buns the size of church prosvirka, and reminiscent of her taste!! !
The pool will be discussed separately! The water is clean (although it smells a little like bleach, but we are used to it), warm. But the plates around the pool, at the slightest hit of water (and this is in the presence of children and adult aunts and uncles splashing in the pool), instantly become an ice rink (warnings about which are around the entire pool in two languages ​ ​ - English and Turkish).
Around the entire pool there are plastic sunbeds, mattresses and umbrellas for which (piled up around the corner of the hotel) we had to carry and install ourselves. A myriad of gobies and glasses from broken glass glasses are lying under the sunbeds, so moving away from the sunbeds to the pool or to the bar, you had to carefully look under your feet and put on beach slippers in order to avoid cuts (and, as a result of getting them, visits to the doctor, who By the way, for some reason the hotel does not have it, and calling a private one is unrealistically expensive!

(warning from the hotel guide)) The hotel area, in principle, consists of a pool and a 15 by 5 meter area (on which there are a couple of tables and a football table, which often swallowed a coin, but was in no hurry to give the balls) between the two hotel buildings with two ficuses and a half-dried palm tree (here's all the greenery shown in the photo of the hotel, except for the "thickets" in front of the entrance and half-dried flowers in plastic boxes on the railings of each floor (in which there are also gobies and garbage that no one cleans up).
After all this, a meeting was held with a hotel guide named Lilia (special thanks to her for taking care of us, stupid tourists, who didn’t have time to change money before leaving, and the excursions she suggested !! ! ) held in the aforementioned foyer (tables by the way no one wiped it, and the stains on the tables were presented in all their glory! ).
After discussing and considering all the proposals, it was decided to take two excursions - to the Aegean Islands, and catching crabs (with their subsequent eating), watching turtles named carriage-carriage (it turned out to be a healthy bastard) and a visit to the wine cellar, followed by a visit to the mud baths and on an island washed by three seas (beauty is indescribable), with a view on the way back of the tombs carved into the rock at a considerable height of the Turkish ancient "oligarchs". I must say right away that we were 100% satisfied with the excursions - the nature of the most beautiful islands, and indeed Marmaris, is something indescribable, it must be seen ! ! ! Also, out of stupidity, it was decided to agree to excursion shopping (like buying leather, faces, and gifts for everyone) - dear comrades, do not be fooled by this cartoon !! !
A tour guide named Boris brought us to some leather and textile salon (apparently, one of his friends works there), where the prices are simply fabulous! ! ! At such prices, I could skimp on us not weakly, and it would have come out cheaper! But that's not the point! Arriving at the place, the guide promises to be there for us, and in which case to help bargain with the sellers, and in the very first seconds, David Copperfield disappears somewhere! Looked for it in the cabin - no! Went out into the street - no! We turned to the owner of the salon - he turns on “yours-mine don’t understand” (most likely due to the fact that we didn’t buy anything from him)! We are standing on the street, nervously smoking, because there is no guide, which steppe we should go to - we are also not very oriented, we don’t know Turkish, but our knowledge of English is at the level of “I blow speak English - I blow tilka little by little”, in general, everything is wonderful ! ! ! After about 20 minutes, our guide Boris dumps out from around the corner, and with the words: “But I have been here all the time!

”starts looking for the car we arrived in, and which he let go somewhere! But here we were lucky, another guide of the same kind brought two more fools like us to carry out shopping at prices “below market”! ! ! Our Boris quickly got his bearings, and while the second guide led his people into the salon, he put us into this car and quietly dumped us, away from sin! At our request, he took us to the Center to the square, where the light and music show "Singing Fountains" was about to begin, dropped us off and bowed out! What can I say - "Singing Fountains" is something indescribable! ! ! Beauty! ! ! Music, a light show, projecting an image onto a wall of water dust, jets of water as high as a nine-story building, all this shimmers with all sorts of rainbow colors - there was something to see (I can’t describe it in words exactly, but if you want, you can find a video of this miracle on the Internet)! ! !
After the show, we wandered around the square, admired the waterfalls and statues, and returned to the hotel on a dolmus.
The next day, we decided to go and take a look at the local sights: the monument to Ataturk (a folk hero and educator - like our Lenin, even in a cap), a seaport with ships, a fortress-museum (in which the series "Roksolana, the Golden Age" was filmed), and of course the local colorful market! Everyone examined, climbed, took plenty of pictures and went to wander around the market. Everything they wanted was found without difficulty and at fairly reasonable prices (the Turks are very fond of bargaining, if you are not bargaining - as a buyer you are not interesting to him, this is apparently a national sport for them - prices can be brought down by 40-50%), stingy , bought gifts for friends and relatives, and again to the hotel and to the sea. In the evening we wandered through the local streets and cafes, tried local dishes and ice cream.
We found a shop, by the way, not far from our hotel, with normal prices, and delicious Marmara Gold beer. We wandered along the promenade and admired the sea, listened to the sound of the sea and enjoyed the purest air.
By the way, a few more words about the "service", if you can call it that, and about the work of the hotel staff. Let's start with cleaning! The room was never vacuumed for a week! All the rubbish I listed above, which was on the floor, was dragged behind my feet, and before going to bed I had to regularly shake it off my feet back onto the floor. To the claims made at the reception, they smile sweetly at you in response, they even write down your claims in a notebook, and they say that literally tomorrow everything will be fixed, and everything will be in openwork! But nobody does anything! In the end, I say, let them give me a vacuum cleaner, it’s not for me, I can vacuum it myself - in response - it’s not allowed ! ! ! So do it yourself, or let your staff do it! Let's do it!

And no one does anything of course! Near the washbasin in the room hangs a dispenser for liquid soap - empty. I am talking about this at the reception - we will fix it, do not hesitate! After four days of constant reminders, the soap appears in the dispenser. It would be better not to ask - the smell is like tar soap mixed with dust soap ! ! ! We decided to wash our belongings, we turn to the reception, they say, give some kind of plastic basin for rent - we don’t have one, if you want, pay, they will wash everything for you (but given the “quality” of cleaning in the rooms and the hotel itself, you don’t give them your things decided). And they also received free advice, at the same reception - if you want to wash - buy yourself a basin in the store and wash it !! !
We got out of the situation thanks to ingenuity - since the sink in the washbasin is not equipped with a stopper-plug, the drain hole was simply sealed with tape, washed, the water was drained, sealed again - rinsed, and the water was drained again (only business !! ! ) And the iron in the hotel, by the way, is also paid, since we took a small camping with us, so the "compatriots" ran after the iron to us! In the evening, before leaving, I come to the lobby, where information about tourists leaving tomorrow should be posted on the posters of tour operators (such as who, and what time), on the Anex Tour poster - nothing at all hangs ! ! ! I go to the reception desk - I ask “where? ”- in response they say, in a mixture of Turkish and English, that come tomorrow, after eight in the morning, there will be a Russian-speaking person at the reception, they say, score goals for him ! ! ! I begin to explain that we leave approximately at 5.
It should be 00 in the morning, and no one will be waiting for a Russian-speaking person, and me and my family, at the airport and on the plane, I get an answer - come tomorrow. I'm starting to get worried, I say: call the hotel guide from Anex Tour, Lilia, she supposedly will sort it out - they give me the phone - call me. So give me your number! But we don't know! ! ! (although the office of the hotel guide (with the specified telephone number is a stone's throw from her, near the elevator!! ! ) I'm already starting to freak out quietly, another "native" is connected to the noise (by the way, quite adequate, with grief in half understanding Russian, it turns out all Russian-speaking the staff works during the day, and in the evening, gentlemen, learn either Turkish or English), not immediately, but gradually delves into the problem, and with the words “one moment” begins to “wool” the papers on the table of the dumbfounded madam at the reception!! !
After a few minutes of intense "shmona", under some pile of papers, crushed by a fax, the desired paper with our names and departure time is finally found and obtained! ! ! They simply forgot to hang it on the poster of the tour operator, and then they completely forgot about it ! ! ! Please wake me up at four o'clock - do not worry, they say it will be done! I set every fire alarm clock on my mobile and wake up naturally at his call! No one is in a hurry to wake us up! Okay! I quickly wash my face, rush, wake up my family while they wash, check that no one has forgotten anything, go out, close the room, and go downstairs - there is no one at the reception, silence and the light is off ! ! ! I start to call someone (quietly at first, and then in a loud voice) - it’s necessary to hand over the keys to the room and the safe - no one ! ! ! Okay! We are waiting for the bus with a representative of the travel agency, I explain the situation to him - they say there is no one to hand over the keys and warn about the departure.

Do not think that I am some kind of picky, finding fault with all sorts of little things, no, I am not spoiled by a chic life, I live modestly, for the first time abroad, but to distinguish normal living conditions and food from, sorry for the expression, not very normal, I I still can! ! ! In general, gentlemen, as they say - think for yourself, decide for yourself! I just gave you my experience!
Have a good holiday everyone! ! !